The Beat Generation - Modern Thought, Modern Voices: November 2019

I still remember you goobering that lutefish eyeball last... sweating like an arby's sandwich left too long on the dashboard.

You wanted to show your nipples, but we finally

got you drunk enough to make you go Gopher’s sweatshirt.

I used tongs to had over my season ticket... it felt like it had herpes sores through the plastic. So - she punched my Gophers card like every year for the last 39 in a row – only this year I did it 9 games instead of drowning in bile after the second of three games in the snow-delayed first week.

A joke of a game with a team that gave us a head fake, drew us in and strung us along only to break us down like an engineer under a prom dress.

We coughed and farted to an all-team crapstop - going down on the other guys like a cheap lawn mower engine.

You could feel them swelling in pride as they ran up the score... anticipating the later self-pleasuring Onanism while sitting in Grandma's basement in front of that sticky full-length mirror and all those filthy, sticky socks.

I’m done with college football. This absolutely sucks. The season is over, especially for the over-ranked Gophers.

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Bob Parker replied
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John Parriott Found this in my shed.

Like "Dave used to call it "Toni" - what's messed up is that's his Mom's name

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John Hubertz David Dripps, you and I and Michael Westrick know, Paul J Gerardot and Michael Douglas Benedict and Michael Roesler know, that the fact God will likely punish us all mercilessly by never again allowing us to enjoy victory or even a hint of satisfaction by the efforts of our blessed Alma Mater, the Minnesota and Purdue and Notre Dame teams of our youth.
This is the key to my life.
The reasons I am about as active as a veal calf and consume the same steroids they give hogs.
none of it is because I presume that any of these younger people paying attention to our generation will soon grab torches, pitchforks and head into our enclaves of greed.
I just kinda hope they harvest us for food instead of just feeding us into wood chippers while we scream, which is what this generation of deluded, narcissistic world-killing swine deserve.
Whatever divine retribution is, we have earned it - and I am confident that your aol-"you've got mail" masterpiece will call forth the first horseman of an apocalypse of bad Karma our generation produced.
Now that we are too old to resist, they will rip the flesh from our skins.
Never forget, at the heart - man, is still a beast, and at the top of the food chain. Cruelty to elders?
They'll wait till we're old. Elder abuse - on a global scale.... all focused.... on us.
They'll use medical trickery - keep our brain stem alive for generations. We'd scream if the tongues hadn't rotted away years ago. There was a smell.
OMG we will be lucky if they don't add that to the menu of the winter olympics in five years. LOL
Boomers. We are a bunch of cruel greedy asshats - and we're going to be really fun for them as we age. It ain't gonna be pretty.